After a steamy encounter with Asgard's Dark Prince unlocks her genetics, an unsuspecting scientist discovers not only are Gods real, she is one.
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When Shannon boards her flight to London, she's stunned her seatmate is actor Tod Mogroddine. Their...
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The bedroom was destroyed. The bed frame listed to one side like a boat taking on water, with the headboard in pieces. Chunks of drywall were missing. Brick, timber, and wires peaked out, the guts of the building exposed in a tragic peepshow. The shattering of a mirror and night tables left glittering shards of glass and wood in a barefoot minefield around the bed. Fortunately, the walk-in closet and windows appeared to have been outside the zone of devastation.
Even after the wall of fire, clouds, and accidentally causing a water vortex in the shower, I was stunned at the level of destruction I'd caused last night. Loki kissed me on the neck from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry..." I started, not sure what to say after stuffing down my fear and panic. I was trying to not feel too much and set off additional devastation.
"It's nothing I haven't done in a moment of anger or despair, darling. God of Chaos, after all." He sounded completely nonchalant about the destruction.
"How did you learn to control your powers?" That's it. Focus on the intellectual side of things.Slow breath in, slow breath out. Keep calm.
"We learn as we mature into adulthood on Asgard. I suspect you will learn much faster, given you are no child."
"Where do I start?" I kept saying my calming mantra, trying to distract myself from the churning miasma of fear bubbling up.
"At this point, your powers are likely tied to your emotions and intent. You'll need to develop the sense of crafting your will to create what you want. I don't manipulate the four natural elements specifically, but there are a few parallels. Without conscious thought, you speed up the friction of atoms creating fire, change the density and movement between atoms creating air currents, or combined with water, create clouds or that lovely water tornado in the bathroom. These are similar to forms of telekinesis, which I also have, but mine is not as strong or refined to specific types of atoms as yours."
Calm, stay calm. Focus on the science.Science is good. "Okay, that makes some sense, although I don't understand how I'm doing that."
"That part is magic, darling. I can't explain it in terms of your science, as you haven't developed the theory for it yet. Suffice it to say, magic, or seidhr, is a form of energy we have differing abilities to draw on and manipulate."
Gesturing to the shattered mirror, he told me to imagine drawing the pieces back together, picturing in my mind what the mirror had looked like previously. Closing my eyes, I took another deep breath in, then out, and tried to relax and concentrate on the idea of pulling it back together, of pieces joining, cracks filling into a seamless whole.
"Open your eyes."
I did, and found the mirror as it had been before last night, smooth and unblemished.
"Wow! That's incredible." I couldn't help but be excited about the possibilities.
"Yes. Keep in mind you can shatter it again just as easily, by either using your earth element affinity as you did to put it together, or by heating it with your fire affinity, or shattering it with a blow of air."
